The Wistful Voyage

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Act I Gaspard Fournier’s fingers bled against the brass escapement, the metal cold and slick with sweat as he tried to seat the gear into the regulator’s heart. He was thirty-four years old, a master clockmaker in the port town of Morlaix, and his hands were shaking not from the cold that seeped through the wet stone walls of his workshop, but from the knowledge that he had one week left before...

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